Friday, May 30, 2008
And it's Thai Noodle Night too!
Setting: The public library.
Grandmotherly Librarian checking out my books: Ah! Someone needing some comfort reading.
Grandmotherly Librarian: Well, Elizabeth Goudge will do it. I'm surprised you know about her.
Me: My mother had her books from World War II. I have them...somewhere.
Grandmotherly Librarian (smiling): Well, I hope she does the job.
Me (beginning to tear up): Thank you.
Setting: Later, exiting library.
Me (whispering to Dirtman): I found a few dollars in an old coat this morning. Think we can sneak to Rita's and share a gelati?
Dirtman (whispering back): I took money out of the change jar. I think we can each get a small gelati. And we'll go to the new one in Stephens City that not many people know about.
(Editor's note: this last is a consideration in a small town. Word has gotten around about the bankruptcy and any acts of luxury like peanut sauce for Thai Noodle night, movie attendance or name brand tampons are frowned upon.)
Setting: Later, at Rita's.
Server: We have a special today on gelati. Fifty cents off -- basically you get a large for the price of a small.
Me: (beginning to tear up) Really?
Dirtman: Oh...oh...thank you so much.
Server looks bewildered and hurries us through our order. Watches us cautiously as we eat.
Setting: Car, driving home with library books and gelati's.
Me: I can't believe the library had an old author like Elizabeth Goudge. And then a large gelati!
AND IT'S THAI NOODLE NIGHT!
Dirtman: You are just too pathetic for words.